Chapter 11 - Anal Bead Punishment
Chapter 11 - Anal Bead Punishment
"Huh...?"
Hana opened her eyes.
The memories from yesterday came flooding back in vivid clarity.
[Miles... what do you... think of me...?]
"KYAAAAAAH—!"
The moment she recalled it, Hana screamed in embarrassment.
'I must have been insane! Completely out of my mind...!'
No matter how messed up her mental state had been.
To kiss Miles like that...!!
While wearing those panties stained with his semen.
After being relentlessly violated in the movie theater.
Having her body branded as a bitch in heat.
And with that vibrator still inside her when she approached Miles...!
"Uuuugh!!!"
She shouldn't have done it.
Especially not with Miles. Never with Miles.
Sure, Miles might not know the full story.
But she did.
To do something like that while still tainted by him...
'This is all his fault...!'
It started the moment that sticky, burning semen touched her slit.
It was like some kind of drug had been mixed in.
A slow, unbearable itch began creeping through her.
The moment she gave in and tried to relieve it even slightly, it was already over.
That semen had some kind of cursed allure—it made her unable to stop rubbing herself like some depraved animal.
The instant that filthy liquid touched her...
Her rational judgment blurred.
Her mind felt dominated by lust.
The real problem was that she had grown too accustomed to Yang Taegum's semen.
Every time he forced pleasure on her, his semen was always part of it.
Some days, he'd spend the entire day filling her bodysuit with it, leaving her marinating in that milky fluid.
Before she knew it, her body had memorized it—learning that semen touching her meant pleasure.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Hana thrashed her legs and pounded the bed.
After a long bout of frustrated kicking, she finally sat up, realizing it was time for work.
She had to go.
"Huh?"
Then she frowned, sensing something off about her body.
'What's... this?'
Her stomach... felt uncomfortably bloated.
And her butt hurt strangely.
Even her chest ached like she had muscle soreness.
Her throat felt scratchy too, like she had phlegm stuck in it.
'A cold?'
Maybe sleeping in just her underwear had done it.
But... her stomach...
It hurt. It hurt so much!
Gurgle—
"Ugh?!"
Hana barely held it in before bolting to the bathroom.
"Phew..."
After urgently relieving herself, Hana wondered if she had eaten something bad.
Because what came out was a white, diarrhea-like fluid.
'I ate with Miles yesterday... Oh.'
Before that, she had swallowed mouthfuls of his semen in the theater.
Could that be why?
Hana burned with hatred for him all over again.
How much longer...?
How much longer did she have to endure this?
She tried calculating how much time had passed since meeting Yang Taegum.
"Haaah..."
A deep sigh escaped her when she realized only a week had gone by.
She needed to wash up and get ready for work.
And so she did.
Completely unaware.
The slight bulge in her stomach from the semen had been fully digested overnight while she slept.
.........
......
...
Before meeting Miles.
On the way, Hana ran into Yang Taegum first and glared at him without a word.
Yang Taegum chuckled before suddenly extending his hand toward her.
"...?"
Hana gave him a questioning look.
He spoke flatly.
"Give me back the vibrator."
"...Oh."
Hana remembered.
Last night, she had masturbated in bed and fallen asleep without removing it.
This morning, she had forgotten it was still inside her when she sat on the toilet.
Splash—
And then flushed.
"......"
By now, it was probably in the sewers...?
Breaking into a cold sweat, Hana muttered:
"Uh..."
"It was an accident..."
"Wow..."
Yang Taegum stared at her in disbelief.
"Do you even know how much that thing cost?"
"I'll pay you back. How much was it?"
"Tch... Forget it. Instead, you're getting punished today."
"What? I said I'd pay—"
"I said forget it. Today, it's punishment. No exceptions."
"Ugh...!"
Hana couldn't defy Yang Taegum's tyranny.
He was the one in control—she was just the plaything.
"Come on, follow me to the bathroom."
"R-right now...?"
"Obviously. It won't take five minutes. Hurry up."
Using his detection ability to confirm the men's bathroom was empty, Yang Taegum dragged Hana inside and headed for the last stall.
"Brace against the wall and stick your ass out."
"...What the hell are you planning?"
"Tsk tsk! Punishments are no fun if you know in advance. Just face the wall and present that ass."
His firm tone left her no choice but to bite her lip and obey.
He wouldn't break their agreement, right?
But Yang Taegum had prepared a far crueler punishment than she expected.
From his bag, he pulled out a small set of seven connected anal beads, then slathered them with lube.
Next, he unzipped the hidden anal zipper on her bodysuit, exposing her backdoor.
"Eek...!"
The cold air rushing against her exposed hole made her tense up.
What was he planning...?
"Get ready."
"For wha—KYAH?!"
Squelch—!
Hana shrieked as something cold suddenly breached her.
She jerked her hips forward, pulling away.
Turning around with a furious glare, she felt something dangling inside her.
She yelled at the grinning Yang Taegum.
"W-what the hell did you shove in me, you psycho?!"
"Nothing much. Anal beads. Heard of them?"
"Anal... beads...?!"
Of course she knew.
Those sex toys meant for the ass!
"Why would you put those in?!"
"That's the punishment, isn't it?"
"You—!!"
She wanted to rage at him.
But soon sighed in resignation.
This was all because she had flushed the vibrator down the toilet.
"Fine... Just for today, right?"
"Yep. Heh heh heh. Still six more beads to go, so present that ass. And zip up, will you?"
"...Got it..."
Hana turned back, bracing against the wall as she hesitantly pushed out her plump rear.
Yang Taegum gripped the first bead and began pushing them in one by one.
They were beginner-sized and well-lubed, sliding in without resistance.
Pop—
"Ngh...!"
"Just five more to go."
The cold, slick beads filled her rectum one after another.
Hana shuddered at the sensation, biting her lip to suppress a moan.
Pop—!
"Mmph!!"
"Four left."
Pop—!
"Nngh...!"
"Three."
Pop—!
"Uuuugh!"
"Two more. Oh—"
He paused mid-count.
Grateful for the reprieve, Hana took deep breaths to steady herself.
Haa... haa... haa...
But then she froze, clamping a hand over her mouth.
"Man, I'm so damn tired."
"Tell me about it."
Someone had entered the bathroom.
Hana tensed up, covering her mouth with both hands.
Now she understood why Yang Taegum had stopped.
He must have sensed them coming with his detection ability.
"Meeting's soon, right?"
"Yeah, let's get ready quick."
Splash—
The sound of running water from the sinks echoed.
Tap tap
Hana glanced at Yang Taegum, who was still touching her ass.
He put a finger to his lips in a shhh gesture—then...
Squelch—!
"?!?!"
He shoved another bead inside without warning.
The cold intrusion made her shudder, barely stifling a moan.
What the hell are you doing?!
She mouthed the words furiously.
Yang Taegum just shhh-ed her again before reaching for her ass.
Realizing what was coming, Hana braced herself.
But—
Plop—!
"Nghh♥?!"
Instead of inserting, he pulled one out.
A lewd gasp slipped past her clenched teeth.
The sensation of expulsion—like relieving herself—sent a jolt of twisted pleasure through her.
'You bastard...! Seriously...!'
She was furious at being toyed with.
But right now, surviving this situation took priority.
From the looks of it, he planned to keep this up until those guys left.
Hana had no choice but to endure.
Pop—!
"Eep!"
Plop—!
"Nngh...♥"
Pop—!
"Uh!"
Plop—!
"Ahhn...♥!"
Just when she thought another bead was going in—
Plop—! Plop—!
"NGHAAH♥!"
He yanked out two in rapid succession.
Hana couldn't hold back—a wanton moan escaped.
Pleasure like electric shocks surged through her skull.
"Hey, did you hear something?"
The two men at the sinks paused, confused.
"Come on, let's go. It's about to start."
"Right, yeah."
Footsteps—
Once they were gone.
Hana's legs gave out, collapsing onto the toilet seat.
Tears welled up from sheer terror of almost being caught.
"You held up well. Heh heh."
"......"
"Now, let's finish up and get going."
Pop— Pop— Pop— Pop—
"HHHAAAH♥?!"
With her legs too weak to stand.
Hana was left sitting backward on the toilet, ass still exposed.
As the remaining beads were shoved in one after another.
She let out a shameless moan from the mounting pleasure.
"All done."
Zip—
Yang Taegum zipped up her bodysuit.
Without another word, he led the still-panting Hana out.
To meet Miles.
Hana was still reeling from the shocking experience.
'Did I... Did I just feel pleasure from that filthy hole...? Me...? From something... so dirty...'
...
"Morning, boss!"
"Hey, Taegum. Hana."
"......"
Miles couldn't look at Hana.
Yesterday's incident was too vivid—too embarrassing.
[That's all for today... Heh heh.]
No no no no.
This wasn't the time to remember that!
Miles shook his head violently, dispelling the thought.
Ahem. "I've got separate business today, so you two will patrol alone. Stick to the usual route."
"Huh? What's up?"
"Orders from above. Should wrap up by tonight. Taegum, take care of it."
"Roger that! Leave it to me!"
Normally, he'd address Hana directly.
But she was avoiding his gaze too.
She must have been just as embarrassed about what happened.
Before leaving, Miles spoke to her.
"I'll... be back. Hana?"
"Y-yeah. Stay safe...♥"
Finally acknowledging him, Hana waved awkwardly, still feeling the strange fullness in her rear.
Bzzz—
'I never said they vibrate...!'
The real reason she couldn't meet Miles' eyes?
The anal beads inside her were vibrating.
The subtle pulses deep in her rectum kept teasing her, forcing her to hold her breath.
'No way. I didn't feel pleasure from that filthy hole. Impossible...!'
Deep in denial, she didn't notice Yang Taegum smirking behind them.
'This is gonna be fun. Today's torture session is just getting started.'
His cock twitched in anticipation of the games to come.